More than a hundred Japanese death squads rushed towards the Sihang Warehouse under the cover of machine guns and artillery fire.
Duanwu ordered the machine gunner to block, but the machine gunner was hit in the chest by the Jaap's sharpshooter and fell down.
Dragon Boat Festival was angry, took the position of the heavy machine gunner, and first killed the Jaap's sharpshooter.
The sharpshooter hid behind a brick wall, but the bullets from the heavy machine gun shattered the brick wall and directly knocked the Japanese sharpshooter away.
Turning his gun back, Duan Wu fired at the death squads again.
A bullet from a heavy machine gun within fifty meters is enough to punch a big hole in a person's body.
Seven or eight Japanese soldiers went back to see their Amaterasu during the Dragon Boat Festival shooting.
But these Japs seemed possessed, not afraid of life and death, and rushed forward despite the Dragon Boat Festival bullets.
"Fire the bayonet!"
The Japanese were about to rush in, Shangguan Zhibiao, who was in charge of guarding the first floor, shouted.
All the veterans fixed their bayonets, while the new recruits' hands were still shaking.
It's one thing to shoot at each other from a few dozen meters away from the Japanese, but when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, nervousness spreads among the recruits again.
Even though they are still trying to be brave, their bodies are not obeying their orders.
Zhu Shengzhong roared loudly: "Those who are afraid of death, stay back. I am an independent battalion and there are no cowards! Kill!..."
Amidst the angry roar, Zhu Shengzhong took the lead and rushed forward.
He took the lead and collided with a Japanese corps leader.
The Japanese roared and thrust his bayonet at Zhu Shengzhong.
Zhu Shengzhong pushed away the opponent's gun and thrust the bayonet directly into the little Japanese corps commander's chest.
"ah!"
Zhu Shengzhong roared and threw the little devil's body aside.
But another Japanese soldier held a bayonet and took the opportunity to stab Zhu Shengzhong.
Zhu Shengzhong wanted to return to defense at this time, but it was obviously too late. He tried his best to hurt both sides and stabbed the little devil with the spear in his hand.
Both of them have 38 big caps. If they stab each other, there will only be one outcome, and that is to die together.
boom! boom!
But at this critical moment, Shangguan Zhibiao arrived and killed the Japanese who rushed towards Zhu Shengzhong with two shots.
"Don't rush too hard, I don't have many veterans left."
Shangguan Zhibiao reprimanded loudly, but Zhu Shengzhong just giggled.
There were only about thirty Japs in total, and the battle ended in a few minutes. Shangguan Zhibiao and Zhu Shengzhong led their men back to Sihang Warehouse.
Of course, these devils rushed over fearlessly not just to die. Their purpose was to attract the firepower of Sihang Warehouse and create conditions for the Japs on the left and right wings.
Just when more than a hundred Japs were wiped out, the left and right wings, under the cover of Japs artillery and machine gunners, had successfully entered the two buildings around the Sihang Warehouse.
Panting, Sun Shiyu ran to the command room on the second floor and reported: "Sir, the kid has crossed the line of fire and entered the buildings on the left and right."
Duanwu asked: "How many people?"
Sun Shiyu quickly replied: "There are more than sixty people on the east side and more than seventy on the west side."
When Xie Jinyuan heard this, he frowned and said: "The little devils have occupied the east and west buildings. Is this very disadvantageous to us? Once they break through the gable wall, they will attack us from multiple directions at the same time, or even blow them up." Four rows of warehouses, bury us all inside."
"No, we are going to bury the little devil inside."
Duanwu smiled, and Xie Jinyuan was surprised: "Bury it inside? Organize a suicide squad to blow up the building? I'm afraid this won't work, right?"
At this time, Sun Shiyu chuckled and said, "Thank you, Commander, our commander has already prepared for the little devil."
Sun Shiyu said, pulling off a piece of tarpaulin in the corner, and there were two detonators hidden inside.
"Detonator? Why didn't I know? When did you install the bomb?"
Xie Jinyuan was completely confused at this time. Could it be that his Dragon Boat Festival brother knew that the little devils would occupy the buildings on the left and right sides if he knew how to calculate?
But if you think about it carefully, isn’t this obvious? The little Japanese can't attack directly, so they will naturally outflank them.
"Brother Duanwu, do you really belong to me?"
At this time, Xie Jinyuan was completely convinced. The young officer in front of him had already planted explosives in the buildings on the left and right before he arrived. How can this kind of foresight be achieved by ordinary people?
"Sun Shiyu, detonate!" Dragon Boat Festival roared.
"yes!"
Sun Shiyu quickly pressed the detonator, and the buildings around the Sihang Warehouse collapsed with a loud bang.
None of the more than a hundred Japanese soldiers escaped, and they were all buried in the two buildings.
At this moment, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the south and north banks of the Suzhou River were shaking violently.
Countless eyes from the South Bank turned over and watched helplessly as the two buildings on the North Bank collapsed instantly in the smoke and dust.
They looked there, and none of them felt afraid. Because the Chinese soldiers are still there, and the man's roar is still there.
They knew that this was another masterpiece of that young man. He is like an immortal myth, writing miracles one after another.
A wave of cheers ensued. The soldiers in the entire Sihang Warehouse roared in the explosion.
Even those recruits who were once timid, at this moment, the blood in their bodies was once again ignited.
Because of this battle, they won again. When the two buildings collapsed, the little devils retreated with their tails between their legs and shrank back into their turtle shells.
Konoe Isao, the captain of the 68th Regiment, roared like crazy in his command room. Because the dignified captain of the 68th Regiment was repeatedly frustrated in front of the Chinese soldiers whom he despised most.
The 68th Wing suffered unprecedented losses. Including the Yamamoto Brigade, the Kumano Brigade, and the Inu Brigade. In total, more than two thousand people were killed.
With such terrifying figures, how could he explain it to Matsui Iwane, the commander of the dispatched army in Shanghai?
I'm afraid he will have to have his belly opened to thank the emperor!
"Baga, the small Sihang Warehouse can actually cause us to lose so many people. You are all just losers!"
Isao Konoe had nowhere to vent, so he began to scold those little Japanese officers.
"Hi!"
In anger, which little Japanese officer dared to get into trouble at this time? All of them were as honest as good grandchildren.
Seeing this, Isao Konoe became even more angry. Because the battle was like this, his men didn't even dare to fart. Are you waiting for yourself to take the blame?
"Don't think that I am the only one who has committed hara-kiri to thank the emperor for losing this battle. I will take all of you with me when I do it. Let us enjoy this honor together!"
Konoe Isao roared angrily! ...
